I had to head back home the day following my evening with Clare at my beach house. I had arranged for an electrician to convert some old halogen down lights to some more energy efficient LED lighting along with a bunch of other bits'n'pieces around the house. Getting a tradesman out for a job like this at this time of the year was a real bonus. I didn't want to postpone it.
The work required a couple of days at home. During this time I would get the odd text from Clare. The first one was the most memorable. It was a pic of her purple dildo with the caption 'No longer good enough'. Another was a pic of her breasts with the caption 'In need of some attention'.
Two days later I was back at my beach house. It was about 5:30pm when I drove past Clare's place on the way to mine. I could see three additional cars parked out the front, her girl-friends were obviously still there. The weather had been great for spending time on the beach over the last couple of days, I thought.
I unpacked my things and opened the place up, grabbed a sparkling mineral water from the fridge and sat down on the couch. I started to flick through the TV channels to see if there was anything worth watching. Then I was contemplating going for a swim at my favourite spot down at the beach along with thinking ahead to dinner when there was a knock at the front door. Hmmmm, Clare I thought. I was looking forward to spending some more time with her.
Standing on my door step was an attractive brunette. Easily 6 foot tall, maybe 6'1".
"Well hello Alan," she said, looking me up and down. "I'm Wendy. Clare has sent me over to see if you want to drop around for drinks, when you are ready and meet everyone."
"Wendy, good to meet you," I replied. "Please, come in."
"Oh, OK then," said Wendy, somewhat hesitantly.
I gathered that Clare had sent Wendy to deliver a message only. By the look on her face Wendy wasn't necessarily expecting to do anything more.
"Through this way," I said, as I guided Wendy to the living area.
I could see she was checking my place out carefully.
"I'd be delighted to drop around for drinks Wendy," I continued, making sure I said her name. It was one of my little tricks when I met new people. Say their names as often as you could when you first met them. It helped me remember their names.
"Nice place," offered Wendy.
"Thanks," I said. You don't look so bad yourself I thought.
Wendy was probably in her early forties. Slim, dressed casually in shorts and a tee-shirt wearing thongs. Now I should point out, for the sake of our readers in other parts of the world, here in Australia we call a type of basic casual footwear 'thongs'. In New Zealand they are call 'jandals' in other places 'flip-flops'. In this case, clearly, 'thongs' do not refer to an item of female attire.
In addition Wendy had obviously been working on her tan. She had her hair in a simple pony tail.
"So how's your stay with Clare been?" I asked.
"We've had a great time," Wendy replied. "Spent as much time on the beach swimming and soaking up the sun as we could. It's always fun to catch up with the girls. Lots of talking. Pity we have to leave tomorrow."
"Can I offer you a drink? Something soft?" I offered.
"Oh, no thanks. Need to be getting back," said Wendy, still looking around.
"OK," I replied.
I continued watching Wendy looking around until our eyes met.
"Better get going then," she said, and started to head back to the front door.
I followed and opened the front door for her.
"See you shortly. Bye," Wendy said as she headed off down the driveway.
As I watched her go I mulled over what Clare may have told her girlfriends about me. Was I some casual fling or conquest? Was there more to it? Only one way to find out.
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I was standing on Clare's front door step 10 minutes later with a chilled bottle of white wine in my hand. The air temperature was still warm so I was wearing shorts, polo top and thongs. I could hear women chatting inside the house. 'Once more into the breach', I thought and knocked on the door.
The door opened to reveal another attractive tall curly haired brunette. She was well over 6 foot tall. Maybe 6'2". She had a big smile on her face.
"You must be Alan, come in", she said. "I'm Olivia, nice to meet you."
"Hi Olivia," I replied. "Good to meet another of Clare's friends."
"We're all out the back. This way," said Olivia.
I followed her through the house and entered the living area.
"Alaaaan!" cried Clare from the kitchen.
Clare strode out from the kitchen and over to me holding her arms out wide. She embraced me, crushing her big boobs into my chest and gave me a big wet kiss. I returned the hug and kissed her. Clare finally released me.
"Now, the only one you haven't met by now will be Natalie. Hey Shorty come and meet Alan," Clare called out.
Natalie looked up from outside, shrugged and came in.
"Natalie, this is Alan," Clare announced.
"Hi Natalie," I replied. "Nice to meet you."
Standing before me was another tall woman. About my height, 6 foot tall I thought. Pretty, short blond hair, slim, well-tanned, bare footed, again wearing shorts and a loose fitting tee-shirt.
"And you too Alan," replied Natalie, looking me up and down.
"Shorty?" I said looking at Clare. "There's nothing short about Natalie."
"It's my name," said Natalie. "My name is Natalie Short and I just happen to be the shortest of the four of us. Ironic don't you think?" she said with a grin.
I was surrounded by amazons. I was equal in height to Natalie. The tallest was Clare.
"A glass of wine Alan?" Clare asked.
"Sure, sounds good," I replied.
"Great. I'll get that and you go outside with everyone," Clare said.
I followed Natalie to the outdoor entertaining area where the other two were seated. We sat down and waited for Clare. I noticed an already empty bottle on the table along with plates of cheese and crackers, various dips, a bowl of corn chips and a bowl of potato chips.
I asked how the last couple of days had been. The women were very chatty let me know that they had been spending as much time as they could on the beach working on their tans and swimming. They had been to two of the local restaurants, one last night and the night before. They had even managed to check out the quirky little cocktail bar above the art gallery last night before dinner. Natalie went on to explain they had sat outside on the balcony of the cocktail bar and watched the sunset while knocking back some very potent cocktails.
Clare finally came out with tray of hot finger food from the oven. It was a selection of different spring rolls with a dipping sauce. She offered them around then finally took a seat next to me.
Olivia then finally piped up.
"We've had a great time her with Clare, it's just a pity we have to go home tomorrow afternoon," she said. "But what we all really want to know is what you have done to Clare to get her in such a relaxed state."
"What could you possible mean darling," retorted Clare with a giggle and a smile.
"Well just look at you. You are so laid back and easy going. There's no rush. There's none of this having to be somewhere at a certain time, thing, like you do when we have visited in the past," Olivia went on. "Don't you agree?"
By now Natalie and Wendy were nodding their heads.
"Don't get me wrong. It's a great thing. It's just good to see you so relaxed," Olivia concluded.
I mumbled something about it not being my doing. After all I hardly been around I had explained. I had been looking at Clare and she wasn't giving anything away. I knew exactly why she was apparently more relaxed and easy going. However, not knowing what discussions had transpired prior and never underestimating female intuition I thought it best to change the subject.
"So, what did you agree was the best cocktail last night?" I asked.
The conversation moved back to the various cocktails and what the women thought were the most popular. The popular vote went to something called a 'Fez' involving pomegranate juice and mint, amongst other things. The conversation then moved on to what they would be doing tomorrow before they had to leave. The outline plan was to hit the beach at a reasonable hour in the morning and make a day of it.
At some stage in the evening we came to the consensus that we didn't really need to do anything elaborate for dinner as we had been snacking and drinking for a couple of hours. I solved the problem by ordering in pizzas.
It was dark by the time I found myself in the kitchen with Natalie putting some things in the dishwasher.
"It is remarkable you know," Natalie started. "She can be so wound up sometimes. I guess it's her job. But it can take weeks to get her to relax and even then she still needs to be in control."
I explained that we had only met a few days back on the day she moved in. There wasn't much I could add as to why Clare was in such a good frame of mind.
"Whatever you were able to do to her, or with her, has been amazing," Natalie said. With that she leaned closer and said under her breath. "Can I have some of what she's having?"
With that I looked at Natalie and she exploded in laughter. I gave her a smile and then we both went back outside to join the others.
It was getting on to about 11pm. Wendy had already excused herself and headed off to bed. I stood up.
"I think it's time for me to make myself scarce," I announced. "It has been great to meet you," I continued looking at Olivia and Natalie.
Olivia, Natalie and Clare all stood up. I gave Olivia and Natalie each a quick hug and said my goodbyes. Clare and I then went to the front door. I opened the door and turned to look at Clare. Before I could say anything she wrapped her arms around me and pressed her lips against mine, squeezing her impressing breasts against me and gave me a big kiss.
"I really need to see you again," said Clare.
"A little awkward with your friends here," I replied looking up at her.
"I know. But I could really do with some more of your - therapy please," Clare continued.
"After your friends leave I'm all yours," I said.
"Hmmm, yummy, can't wait," said Clare, before giving me another big kiss.
I walked the short distance next door to my place and went inside. I drank a couple of large glasses of water and headed off to the bedroom to get ready for bed. I noticed the lights next door being switched off. I went to the bathroom and then back to the bedroom, stripped off and climbed into bed.
